Edward of Wales patted the sleek chestnut flanks of his favorite hunter, a fleet and mettlesome mount named "Oh, Dear." Vaulting into his saddle he nodded to the Duke of Rutland and set off after the latter's famed Belvoir hounds. A lengthy chase ensued, in which "Oh, Dear" and Edward swooped over many a hazard, galloped at full tilt across the downs of Melton Mowbray, distanced His Grace of Rutland completely.
At length a stiff fence had to be taken. "Oh, Dear" sprang like an...
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